My father always told us that laughter was the best medicine. Which is why several of us died from tuberculosis.
June 8, 2010
"I call this Parmesan 2009. Who ARE you people??"
- Hai, on cleaning out our fridge while I’m at work
May 28, 2010
Ever since I watched Lady and the Tramp when I was little, I’ve inherently been in love with Peggy Lee’s voice. Although I wasn’t aware that it was this multi-faceted starlet who provided the sultry, soulful voice for “He’s a Tramp” in the Disney movie’s pound scene, learning of this later on in life was a pleasant surprise.
What I love most about Peggy Lee goes beyond her meticulous understanding of rhythm, her seamless phrasing, and technical prowess as a jazz vocalist. It’s the fact that she was one of the very first female singer-songwriters of her time. More than just a pretty voice behind the microphone, Ms. Peggy Lee stepped out of the box and penned some of her own hits in conjunction with other talented songwriters of her own era.
Never one to belt out her feelings, Peggy Lee was still able to convey a gamut of emotions - be it spunk, sass, sullen, or sweet - in her own subtle style. She could do it all. And she always had an undeniable charm about her when she performed live, always intent on connecting with people. She showed that you didn’t need to be a diva to be heard. If you don’t believe me, listen to her rendition of “Fever.”
She also picked songs that other big names have passed on. Take a listen to “Is That All There Is?” a fatalistic, artful ditty. Though her producers were worried about the song’s commercial success due to its unconventional nature, the fact that Peggy sang it made people listen.
I can say with confidence after listening to this anthology all the way through that I’ve collected another musical influence.
To close out, here is “It’s a Good Day,” written by David Barbour and Peggy Lee herself! It was one of the first songs by Peggy that I fell in love with for its celebratory vibe and lilt.
May 17, 2010
“I smell poop and I’m all alone…”
Dorothy: Hey, where’s Jessica?
John: She didn’t make it.
me: At yesterday’s show, a woman approached me and told me her mom used to sing “You Are My Sunshine” to her as a little kid. I gave her a hug.
Nabila: Aww, that is so sweet and so the opposite of what I am doing right now: Killing assassins online!
me: Hey, let’s go get some food.
Don: Stop hitting on me, Bui! I will not make out with you!
Casey: You’ll have to forgive my friend. He has frequent war flashbacks.
me: I think I’m secretly Filipino.
Anton: Well, it happens to the best of us.
(out of absolutely nowhere)
Javier: Do you think vampires gargle after biting people?
May 4, 2010
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So I had this crazy idea that I would enter an original song into the Lilith Fair 2010 Local Talent Search Competition! And I need your help to vote and judge!
Look for my song “They Don’t Make ‘Em Like You” and rank it as the top song by May 22, 2010! The top 10 songs move onto Round 2, and the winner gets a chance to perform a set a Lilith Fair 2010!!
Step 1: Sign up as a “fan” for a free account at OurStage.com !
Step 2: Click on the “Competitions” tab on the website
Step 3: Begin judging! (This may take a while) and rank my song “They Don’t Make ‘Em Like You No More” at the top!
Voting ends May 22, 2010!!
The TOP 10 songs make it to Round 2
The winner gets to perform a set at Lilith Fair 2010, sharing the stage with the top female performers in music!
Please spread the word and tell your friends & family to vote for Lily Bee!
Facebook Page (bands/musician) @ Lily Bee
Twitter @ dangerbu
May 3, 2010
5/1/10 - Paddy Reilly’s Music Bar
My New York City performance debut! Thank you to everyone who made it!
April 30, 2010
If there was ever a man worthy of mention, it’s Tom Waits.
You’ve never heard anything like it (the only exception is if you’ve heard him before). His Wikipedia article describes his voice as something “soaked in bourbon, taken out to the smokehouse for a while, then run over with a car.”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVGJk64WPpo - Trampled Rose
After listening to “Trampled Rose” for the first time, I told a good friend that his voice soundedas if it was driven to the South, abandoned for fifteen years, hitchhiked through the desert, and made its way to a recording studio. Take your pick in descriptions and hyperbole, but above all, take a few minutes to give this song a listen.
Although he’s a California native (Pomona, to be exact), his soul comes from elsewhere. His style is a mix of blues, jazz, vaudeville with darker, Creole/zydeco undertones, which I absolutely love.
He may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but he certainly deserves attention.
With percussion. And anything percussive. And anyone who plays percussion. ;-)
You have been forewarned.